Golden Memories: Soup

It always gave you a golden glow.
It was the antidote to every woe.
Forever hot, you had to blow.
It's spicy magic eased life's flow.

It was 'scrummy mummy' for your tummy.
Afterwards we'd play gin rummy.
The bowls would soak, orange and gummy,
But there's no doubt; it was yummy.